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Sunday March 17th, 2019. 4:30 PM.

It's s been about 15 minutes since I broke up with my boyfriend.

I know it should be an alarm sign but I am not really sure about that.

He said the words but I was the one who pushed it to the limit.

Since this is kinda like a reaction paper, I really haven't assimilate it yet.

And since I wasn't able to properly cry like a baby, it still feels so surreal.
Like I don't want to exaggerate and put me like the senseless bitch I am, but, I'm currently at a coffe shop, just ordered, kinda like enjoying myself.
I still feel like shit tho.

It's weird, I feel lonely, but at the same time free. And not because of him, he's the most absolute charming guy I could've ever met. But mostly for myself, for being able to express what I felt, feel, feeling.